Composing an Emotional Scene with Dialogue and Symbolism
Hello, this my next block of instruction for my English 100 class. In this particular assignment I’ve been asked to create an emotional scene using dialogue and symbolism, with insight from my readings of My Name is Margaret (Maya Angelou) and Hills Like White Elephants (Ernest Hemingway). Please read my blog for the scene. This story takes place when I was about 16 years old. It was a fair weather day outside in March. I was leaving Spring football camp and I was leaving jogging to my grandmother’s house, some days we would carpool after practice but this particular day I decided to jog home. As I was headed to my grandmother’s house I stopped along the way to speak with a friend that was standing outside dribbling the basketball. He yelled out, “Hey what’s up man?” You just left spring camp? I replied, “Yeah, first day “ How are you guys looking? Pretty good! But you know, time will tell once we get chemistry together and learn the new playbook and get people in the right places. He stated, “yeah, sounds about right”! But It's a good thing I saw you , I was kind of thinking about you. I saw your mom’s truck earlier and I thought it was you driving, but I was like, “ I know he’s at spring practice. I also wondered why your mom was at your grandmother’s house this early, because I only see her black truck at night coming to get you when she gets off. I thought nothing of it and replied, “yeah but is my mom at my grandmother’s now?! He stated, “yeah she’s been up there a couple of hours” You sure it was my mom’s truck? He replied, “Bro I know your mom’s truck and that was her that’s why I’m saying is everything ok?! I’m glad I saw you because I was curious to know , because it’s definitely unusual to see you leave from your grandmother’s house that early on a weekday. After we went on talking and discussing camp, I told him I had to go as I was eager to see what was so important that my mother was so early to pick me up, or was she? There were lots of thoughts going in my head but nothing like what I would find out. When I left my friend's house I walked up the street a couple of feet but less than a mile away, once you get to the top of his street my grandmother's street connects and goes up on an incline so you can kind of see up the street. As I kept walking closer and closer to my grandmother’s house I could see my mother’s truck, but I still didn’t know why she was at my grandmother’s house , this wasn’t the norm so something definitely had taken place. Once I got up the hill I began to jog,because now I have to know because I hadn’t heard anything, no one came and got me from practice at this point I’m basically in panic mode. I run up to my grandmother’s door and walk in and there my mother is with tears in her eyes and my grandmother holding her and rubbing her back. Now I’m really scared but I’m not showing it just yet. I'm 16 and I want to be looked at as a man , I’m the youngest of four kids , my dad died when I was two, so my oldest brother was the male figure I knew because my mom never remarried. When I looked again this time I used words. “Mom what’s wrong”? “Is everything ok”? She looked at me and tried to explain ahhhh yes son, but she couldn’t finish. I said grandma what’s wrong with ma? My grandmother who is my dad’s mother is strong as an ox, the foundation of that side of my family , looked at me and said . “ Well son you’re brother made a mistake.” I said which brother? Because I have two , and what mistake? She replied, your oldest brother. What did he do? Is he ok? “What Happened?” Before she could tell me police officers from Leon County Tallahassee, FL were at my grandmother’s door. Asking for permission to search. I asked again, please somebody tell me what’s going on ?! My mother says, “your brother killed someone today, and they want to know if they could search for the murder weapon.” My heart dropped as I was in disbelief. The detectives had driven from Leon County all the way to Bainbridge, GA with my brother in shackles so I did get a chance to see him while they searched for a weapon. My mother hurt so bad and can’t get her thoughts together . I hug her and say mom I love you! Up until this moment I had never seen my mother cry. My brother was brought in and sat down in my grandmother’s dining room. He sat with tears in his eyes and told my mother . “Mom, I turned myself in so they didn’t have to come and find me.” You did a great job with raising four kids on your own, it’s not your fault kids venture out and become who they want to be , so hold your head high! I made a mistake that I have to live with. I took a man’s life because he wronged me but , this is the consequence of my action. My mother looked up and said, “son I love you” and don’t ever feel as though you’ll be going through this alone. I’ll be here and you’ll always have me. This moment in itself made me tear up and made me want to yell, and say ok I’m ready to wake up now, but this was real. My oldest brother looked to me and said, “Bro I love you , you are my little brother and you have the opportunity to be something that you desire to be, as you can see I left my scholarship and then left the Navy, to turn to the streets and this is the consequence that I have to live with.” You are strong and don’t get too emotional because you have to understand that life is full of choices primarily you should strive to make the right ones. I looked and said, “bro I love you too”! You’re everything to me you are the reason I ever even thought about picking up a football, bro it’s so much feeling going through me right now I could explode, but I’ll make my choices based off of things that I’ve seen not to do and strive to make decisions for the better. In that moment I felt the energy in the room surging the air was heavy, but during that time , that was as much emotion that I’ve ever felt . I didn’t come from a broken family both my parents were there and married, my dad died but my mom did a good job on her own. But that didn’t mean that tragedy can’t happen.That particular day helps me to this day it helps me make conscious decisions no matter the case.
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meghan
2/19/2020 07:07:06 pm
Wow!!! this is really touching sorry that you had to go through this at such a young age. Most import is that you were able to share something. I enjoyed reading your story
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Sabatino
2/21/2020 08:03:58 am
CIF.
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Tanesha
2/21/2020 04:04:02 pm
This was definitely interesting to read and I'm sorry this had to happen to you and your family.
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